The love of praise, howe'er conceal'd by art, Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart. Edward Young More Quotes by Edward Young More Quotes From Edward Young Live now; be damn'd hereafter. Edward Young hereafter damn A prince indebted is a fortune made. Edward Young indebted fortune made Who combats with a brother, wounds himself. Edward Young wounds combat brother Death! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars. Edward Young empires stars death Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform and mortal men lay hold on heaven. Edward Young procrastination men heaven What ardently we wish, we soon believe. Edward Young wish desire believe Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure. Edward Young wine strong friendship On every thorn, delightful wisdom grows, In every rill a sweet instruction flows. Edward Young flow sweet inspirational They only babble who practise not reflection Edward Young self-reflection literature reflection Wishing of all employments is the worst Edward Young employment literature wish Revere thyself, and yet thyself despise Edward Young thyself despise Truth never was indebted to a lie Edward Young literature truth lying Wonder is involuntary praise. Edward Young involuntary praise wonder 'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven. Edward Young wise heaven past And friend received with thumps upon the back. Edward Young friendship Pity swells the tide of love. Edward Young pity tides love Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes; They love a train, they tread each other's heel. Edward Young woe solitary love The man of wisdom is the man of years. Edward Young wisdom men years Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer. Edward Young being-wise madness wise The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. Edward Young fate men life
